Chapter 101
Red scarf... slaughter?
"It's nice to meet you."
"Little Winter Tree".
It was a critical hit right from the start.
Fuyuki cautiously kept quiet and didn't say a word.
A dark office, Osamu Dazai in a red scarf, and Chuuya Nakahara puffing out his cheeks... a strange combination.
Dazai Osamu looked at her, then let out a long sigh, his voice mournful: "We're supposed to be friends, yet you abandoned me for so many years. Now that we've met again, isn't Fuyuki happy at all?"
These words sound like those of a vengeful ghost, and the ghost seems to emanate a dark aura.
horrible.
but--
"I don't know you."
Fuyuki was quite certain.
Why do you say that?
She looked directly into the other person's eyes, and even though they were deep and dark, she was not afraid.
Fuyuki repeated: "The Dazai Osamu I know is not you."
Besides, Dazai Osamu is just her mission target; they're not that close. Saying anything inappropriate will get you a sword warning...
The little Saniwa, who fully understands the protective instincts of the Touken Ranbu fans, silently complains.
"Hmm? That's a really sad thing to say."
Dazai Osamu said this, but his face showed no sign of sadness.
The leader, who looked extremely thin and weak, sat behind the table wearing a red scarf, his posture exactly the same as Mori Ougai's: resting his chin on his hand.
He really did learn most of his boss's style.
He tilted his head: "Then, can't I be him?"
“No.” Fuyuki shook her head in denial, then suddenly frowned and looked around. “This is Yokohama. What have you done to Yokohama?”
She was questioning him.
The dark office showed no signs of life.
at the same time.
The identity card of "Yokohama's Messenger" inside its body is jumping, a rhythmic sound emitted when it senses the closest presence.
This is Yokohama.
Now, she is also the spokesperson for this land beneath her feet.
However, this Yokohama guy seems a bit too muscular.
"Hey—are you speaking to our leader?!"
Dongshu was startled.
Gravity descended the moment Fuyuki's question landed, and Chuuya Nakahara's eyes turned violent, his voice harsh.
Those blue eyes that once held both awkwardness and gentleness were gone; instead, a disdain and dissatisfaction were palpable.
Even with extremely mixed feelings towards Dazai Osamu, he, as a leader, would still uphold the absolute authority of the leader.
With language, and with violence.
Fuyuki didn't recognize this version of Nakahara Chuuya.
She took two steps back, away from the source of danger, but did not respond to the rage.
The cracks caused by gravity spread.
Protection from the city also arrived at the same time.
The area where she was standing was designated a safe zone by Yokohama, and for a moment, only three people in the entire office had their feet completely unharmed.
Dongshu blinked and suddenly looked down at the ground.
It's a fine crack, not the kind of earth-shattering, cataclysmic crack.
I held back.
Is it because it's the leader's office?
We cannot wantonly destroy things.
However, in such a world, the two are actually in a superior-subordinate relationship, and there are no fluctuations that need to be corrected, which is normal.
Enraged by the enemy's silence, gravity intensified once more—
"Chuya." Lightly.
Fuyuki and Chuuya Nakahara both looked over at the same time.
Dazai Osamu, his face grim, ordered, "Get out."
Extremely oppressive.
"Huh?!" Chuuya Nakahara roared in fury. "You want me to leave in front of such a dangerous individual?"
...It's always like this.
He saw it.
The area around the young girl, including the air, was unaffected by his supernatural power.
This is no ordinary child.
Although this guy's sudden appearance in the office made him seem extraordinary, but—
He glared at him fiercely, trying to intimidate the man who might harm the leader with his imposing presence.
Dongshu paused, then gave a standard smile and remained silent.
She didn't do anything... She remembered that Chuuya, whom she had met before, was considered an angel in the Mafia.
This place looks like a demon.
They are completely untouchable.
Suddenly, the surrounding city seemed to convey its emotions to her, and although the young Saniwa didn't understand why, she still nodded slightly.
She understood.
The Grand Preceptor here seems to be doing something very important.
She felt cold, her whole being felt cold, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
Gravity was completely reversed.
Before that familiar "This is an order," Chuuya Nakahara had already gritted his teeth and left.
Gravity caused his blue eyes to droop as he slowly moved away from the leader he was protecting, a somber aura lingering around him.
It's always like this.
Whenever a strange person appears, they are forcibly driven out after taking any action.
He never saw those guys again.
Chuuya Nakahara had a gloomy face.
Dazai... what exactly are you plotting?
He could never understand that amazing mind.
The office door slammed shut, startling Dongshu so much that her body trembled reflexively.
"hiss......"
Why do you like scaring her so much?
She patted her chest, heard her heart pounding wildly, and then let out a long breath.
Fuyuki was a little annoyed.
Don't try to scare her just because her knife-wielding friend is a step slower.
She wasn't easily frightened.
What are these two trying to do by putting on a one-man show?
Fuyuki tugged at the hem of her clothes. The surroundings had become completely quiet, and without Nakahara Chuuya, the atmosphere was even more oppressive.
She looked at Dazai Osamu: "Um, now...?"
She wanted to leave.
Dazai Osamu smiled: "Yes, it's just the two of us now, it's a world for two."
Dongshu was puzzled.
Adhering to the principle of remaining silent when one doesn't understand, she didn't want to engage in conversation.
Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes and carefully observed the girl in front of him who was feeling a little uncomfortable under his gaze.
You look very nervous.
"...Oh." That's obvious.
Osamu Dazai smiled.
A joke, and the air started to flow again.
...It looks a little bigger than it appears in the "book".
But the "book" doesn't record this part of the time. Where did it go? Beyond the world?
In a world where "books" do not exist, has the girl before me, recognized by urban consciousness, grown up on her own?
Or perhaps, they grew up being protected and nurtured amidst those swords and dragons.
Due to insufficient intelligence, not much information was revealed about Fuyuki, who seemed as clean as someone who had just established contact with the world.
Fuyuki noticed that the person in front of him maintained the same smile, but the aura around him was slowly turning cold.
Hey! Don't lower it any further, or the office will become a giant refrigerator.
She cautiously summoned the spiritual energy within her body.
She's not afraid of fighting!
Dazai Osamu had no intention of taking action.
But they won't let Fuyuki off the hook.
Despite being a child, he took on the role of protector, and then quietly disappeared while everyone was watching.
The spying gazes that Chief Mori occasionally felt, the quiet and slowly developing Yokohama, and the unidentified words uttered by the famous detective...
【Fuyuki】is a brief character who only existed in the original world.
Traveling through time, traversing space and time, connecting cities...
The world did not expel her, but instead endowed her with these characteristics.
The child in front of us is someone who can be used properly and does not need to be deported.
Suddenly, a brand new piece was placed on the chessboard.
With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, he began to rearrange his plans when Dongshu suddenly appeared.
Dazai Osamu's attitude remained unchanged; he didn't care about Fuyuki's silence: "Aren't you going to continue asking me what I did to 'Yokohama'?"
What are you going to do?
Fuyuki, who had been lost in the anticipation of battle, snapped back to reality and realized the awkward situation. She coughed twice. "Yokohama said it doesn't dislike you, so I won't ask what you did to it. I'm sorry for my tone just now, Chuuya seemed really angry..."
She seems to have done nothing wrong, but she should apologize first.
It felt a bit awkward.
His head was lowered.
His dark eyes darted around, never settling on anything.
Dazai Osamu scoffed, "Chuuya? Don't worry about it. It's just a little puppy throwing a tantrum. If Fuyuki's unhappy about it, I can call him back for you..."
"No need!" Dongshu quickly interrupted him, finding his words completely wrong.
The two faced off, and she, who didn't possess the characteristics of a "black organization boss," felt somewhat uncomfortable.
My whole body was frozen.
The disadvantages of soul fragments have emerged.
She didn't like the atmosphere; it was so oppressive and made her feel uncomfortable.
Why do we encounter this situation as soon as we arrive at this place?
Fuyuki: qwq sob...
“Zhong is a good person too,” she stated dryly, attempting to argue.
At least the Nakahara Chuuya she knew had helped her and could be considered a good person.
"Hmm? Good guy, Chuuya?" Dazai Osamu stood up, and the chair beneath him suddenly made a jarring sound.
He walked around the table and toward the children protected by urban consciousness.
"Can my family's officials receive such evaluations?"
Dongshu was taken aback.
Right, it's not one world. But the person in front of me doesn't know that there are other parallel worlds.
"Do you think there are never any good people in the world?"
She didn't believe it.
I don't believe that in this strange world, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuu had a relationship similar to that of close friends.
Even if it didn't exist, a personality like that of a world consciousness wouldn't make these two people completely unrelated.
“How can a dog be a person?” Dazai Osamu stopped in front of Fuyuki, bent down, and stretched out his hand wrapped in bandages. “Fuyuki, you have to look at it carefully and seriously.”
His words were earnest and profound, as if he were instructing a naive and inexperienced younger generation.
"Like now—"
Fuyuki met his gaze, and she felt his hand gradually approaching her cheek.
The iris-like eyes that filled his entire field of vision became heavy, and a strong, familiar sense of self-destruction appeared on Dazai Osamu's body.
"You too must see this world properly." The voice was low and menacing as the darkness lunged at the bewildered cub.
Fingertips, sharp as blades, pressed against the winter tree's skin, and the next moment, the office door was suddenly kicked open.
"Bang!"
Without any resistance, the door, which had detached from the frame, slammed directly into the wall.
Outside the doorway, the glint of blades and the glow of supernatural powers mingled, creating a lively scene.
[Author's Note]
Xiao Dongshu's part-time job journey begins again!
They even exploit themselves, tsk tsk tsk (pointing and whispering).
This is an OOC (Out of Character) cloze test:
Xiao Dongshu, the leader Zai, the executives, and Daozi Jing (pretending to be one person...) played around in the office. Afterwards, Xiao Dongshu planned to go home.
The leader, Zai, was disobedient, crying and refusing to leave the ground. One of the officers said, "If you keep disobeying, Xiao Dongshu will get angry." The Knife Spirit ran over, (please fill in here~)
Are there any clever readers willing to fill in the blanks? [Sunglasses]
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